It was two nights before Christmas, when all through our house, everyone was busy, shopping and more.  Our house was big, and each child had their own room, we were blessed with material and love all around. 

   Christmas lights were blinking from end to end, even the  outdoor Minature Doll house that we made for our daughter was lit like the tree.  Red lights, Blue lights, green ones too, were spun around each palm tree front and back.  The pool was warm, and the lights glowed green, everywhere  they glowed, and in between.  The kids made their lists for Santa and others; they knew their wishes would be theirs real soon. 

   Our RV was parked on the side parking area, with blinking Santa perched on the hood... It was loaded and ready for our trip next week, it was always our treat to stay somewhere really neat. 

   Hubby would do all the cooking for us, everyone knew to keep me out of the kitchen; except for the decor.....so, my job was simply shopping for all, wrapping and labeling, and hiding of course. 

   It was one night before Christmas, when everything was ready, the Eve of His birthday was here and we were having a party.  The kids always saved this night for Jesus... It's His birthday they said, so this night is for Him.  It was tradition that each child....3 boys and one girl, would write down their "gift" and it remained secret...til...   

   Dinner at seven, the party is on... Nothing heavy, just fun food for tonight...Tomorrow is the day we all fill our tummies...open our gifts and head for the door...bicycles, dolls, skates, and much more...   EAch child said a prayer for Jesus birthday, then read his "gift" for all to hear. 

   Bugs was the oldest so he went first.."I want to give one toy and a meal to someone who doesn't have this year"...   Tiffany was next, so she read her gift..."I'm giving something nice to wear, and if we can I want to give them some food."  .....  Scotty spoke up "This isn't fair...They've taken my gifts, and that's not fair...I want to give one toy or two, and maybe more...."  ..... Chris whose the youngest, wanted to be heard..."My gift is best, hahahaha...I invited the JOhnson's kids to come eat with us...and I promised that Santa would give them each a toy."......

   Dad looked at me, and I looked at him...and then we both grinned...  "How many Johnson's are coming tomorrow?".... and what are their names, and how old are they?".....

  WE knew this was urgent, and we had no time...food was not the issue, we had plenty on hand...we could feed at least 15...and we were already six....  Our kids were so generous with their gifts...but...they hadn't planned on how they'd be met... so... We told our oldest to handle the "party"...and we headed for Walgreens and every other drugstore that was open... 9 PM ....we had a small chance... We gathered the left overs, toys and games, and rushed back home to wrap and get ready....

   Santa came around 10 AM, and the kids were all happy with the loot they'd received...so we asked each one..."which gift are you giving from your stack?...remember you promised ..."  Each one had a time, figuring out which to give up...but soon we had more gifts to rewrap and get ready...   Dinner guests were coming at 3:00, and Two huge turkeys were roasted and yummy....A spiral Ham was begging to be eaten, and so many pies that we knew would be plenty...  The table was set with our fancy china, when Chris the youngest said, "Those JOhnson kids don't have nothing nice...they're going to be so happy when they see all this stuff"...

   The doorbell kept ringing, as each guest was welcomed... soon it was time to sit for dinner.. Our table was nice, but it only seated eight, so we had eight more to set a place.... The kitchen table was moved to the big room...no one was eating away from the others...today was the day for all to be one...  WE asked for volunteers to say the prayer...when one little hand said, "I want to pray"..... It was the littlest Johnson, at least seven years old.... He was so happy it was plain as day...

     We all bowed our heads as he began to pray..."Thank you Santa for remembering we were good... but Thank you Jesus for being born.  I prayed for a miracle this year so we could have dinner and even a gift, but God you gave us more than we asked... I've never seen two turkeys and a Ham!... Amen".....  All the kids clapped and said..Amen!